There's something to be said about a 23-year-old woman who still sleeps with a stuffy.
But we can't help the things we find comfort in and mine I find in Flopsy.
(Let's be honest here, I'm no poet. But I can't help but feel like my favourite stuffed animal need receive a little credit on my blog!)
Oh! Dear Flopsy.
ReplyDeleteHow nice.
I left Teddy in Edmonton, in my niece's care.
Steven laughs when I mention how much I wish I had him here.
Somehow a pillow just isn't the same.
Love,
Krista
a pillow is never, ever the same! xo
ReplyDeletei love flopsy. haha your so cute
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